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Happy Birthday to you!
Happy Birthday to you!
Happy Birthday, dear no-longer-little Little Brother Jacky!
Happy Birthday to youuuuu!

This is also probably Hong Kong’s most mis-sung song. And the lyrics are copyrighted? Outrageous! I’m so ignoring that.

Later, Vickie gets sued.

I originally wanted to write a long, heartfelt entry on how much he meant to me and the like, but I’m still feeling kind of sore as when I first showed him this layout for the domain, all he noticed was that I chopped half the dark elf’s head off. Just focus on the boobies, dammit. Heh.

But anyway, Happy 19th Birthday, my no-longer-little little brother (also known as “Bro” here at the blog), Jacky!

In unrelated news, I’ve been slacking so much — online, even — I could almost hear this.

But of course The Boss won’t actually say anything like that to me; she’s very nice. </freak show>

People kept on asking what I did for my 19th birthday yesterday. Well, I wouldn’t mind telling – at all. Here it is!

At 8 a.m. yesterday, I woke up in the pleasant smell of fried bacon and eggs. My maid knew I was feeling rather cold, so she made something nice and warm for me and only me. Then while I was filling my stomach elegantly, I received a phone call from the Dean saying that I didn’t have to go to school because it’s my really special day. Despite that, and since I’m ever such a good student, I decided to attend the lectures as usual.

People were really nice to me that day. Upon my arrival, I was greeted by all 27 of my classmates, each holding a present in their hands. I was modestly surprised; but I wasn’t really, because I was always popular like that. I thanked each and every one of them wholeheartedly, and left the University quickly to meet up with my date.

She was there the whole time waiting for me very patiently, Angelina Jolie. She gave me a big bunch of roses that she hid behind her back, and whispered “Happy Birthday” to my ears; to which I blushed shyly. Her chauffeur then drove the two of us to a really romantic place at the Peak. We dined. The food was excellent, but Angelina and I knew that we’re going to have an even better time later.

And so we went to a hotel bedroom.

And we had fun.

Yeh, you knew I was telling the truth, because you can’t possibly believe the rumours that I was ill the whole time and was still rushing my lab report in for today, can you?

Ah, my wonderful 19th birthday!

Erm, people? Don’t you think you’ve forgotten something? Check the date of the entry? And…?

Oh, of course, damn time difference. Anyway…

It’s my birthday today!
It’s my birthday today!
It’s my 19th birthday today!!
Happy birthday to me!

What am I doing to celebrate this last year as a teenager?

LAB REPORTS!
“Circuit Simulation using SPICE on filters”

Woo-fucking-hoo!